Rob Robinson Music

Lyrics

Well there's a rippin' ole tide kickin' outside
Wind in the alley is blown' my mind
The peace on your face in the morning light is shining
There's a chill in my bones and rain on my hat
Dripping on my face as I open up the hatch
There aint no sun for miles but I feel like flying

I think about trying
I think about trying
There aint no lying
If you're thinking of trying

We took down the tree from Christmas Day
Set it outside and there it lays
in a puddle by the fence, there's magic left I'm sure of that
And just down the road at the laundry mat
There's a gentleman drunk and I noticed
He's telling me his jokes to hide his eyes from crying

I think about trying
I think about trying
There aint no lying
If you're thinking of trying

You come around and talk to me
I'll be around to listen to you
now listen here, you're falling away
Let's come around and try again
You come around and try it with me
Let's try it now, just hold out your hand
Hold out your hand, Hold out your hand

There was a fire last night where I use to live
I saw it on the news and I couldn't believe
As I turned my head the winds and rain subsided
Sitting all alone at the edge of my bed
Holding this guitar with thoughts in my head
The sun through the blinds across the floor is shining

I think about trying
I think about trying
There aint no lying
If you're thinking of trying
There aint no lying
If you're thinking of trying
There aint no lying No, no, no